I heard that a student at Virginia Tech got some footage on a cell phone. Supposedly the clip is online, but I haven’t been able to find it. Anyone know where?
What I get for sleeping in: the first thing I saw when I got online today was that 22 people had been killed. The last count I saw was 33 dead.
An opportunity for media: PROFILE EVERYONE.
Edit: Aha! I find you! Thanks, Ryan.
April 18, 2007 at 6:50 pm
In case it hasn’t been widely distributed, here’s a sample of the killer’s writing prowess (lack thereof, seriously):
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/17/us/17play-one.html
Pathetic in both cases. A superlatively mediocre leadup to a barely-contextualized and poorly-worded tirade. Much like his life, evidently. A thin textual veneer over a blatant fantasy of crude expression. Weak delivery aside, his shallowness is evidenced in what seems to be an inability to craft a text that displays more than his own private tantrums. No distancing, no rendering, no inlay. I think it’s no coincidence that such an infantile, unsophisticated killer was equally fumbling and mediocre in his authorship.
April 18, 2007 at 6:50 pm
In case it hasn’t been widely distributed, here’s a sample of the killer’s writing prowess (lack thereof, seriously):
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/17/us/17play-one.html
Pathetic in both cases. A superlatively mediocre leadup to a barely-contextualized and poorly-worded tirade. Much like his life, evidently. A thin textual veneer over a blatant fantasy of crude expression. Weak delivery aside, his shallowness is evidenced in what seems to be an inability to craft a text that displays more than his own private tantrums. No distancing, no rendering, no inlay. I think it’s no coincidence that such an infantile, unsophisticated killer was equally fumbling and mediocre in his authorship.
April 18, 2007 at 1:50 pm
In case it hasn’t been widely distributed, here’s a sample of the killer’s writing prowess (lack thereof, seriously):
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/17/us/17play-one.html
Pathetic in both cases. A superlatively mediocre leadup to a barely-contextualized and poorly-worded tirade. Much like his life, evidently. A thin textual veneer over a blatant fantasy of crude expression. Weak delivery aside, his shallowness is evidenced in what seems to be an inability to craft a text that displays more than his own private tantrums. No distancing, no rendering, no inlay. I think it’s no coincidence that such an infantile, unsophisticated killer was equally fumbling and mediocre in his authorship.